Chapter 352

Jing Yuan felt that this metal was very special, picked up the teacup, and drank a few sips.

It's just some metals without special properties working together, but they can hinder the extrasensory mental influence of nearby organisms.

This is like an ancient alchemist piecing things together to create a room-temperature superconductor.

Although it is very accidental and incredible, there seems to be such a possibility.

However, compared to this magical metal.

Jing Yuan, the Divine Strategist, is more interested in how Dr. Clef, one of the four doctors of the apocalypse, will face his colleagues.

"Perhaps this is the result of the anomaly's reality-warping ability, perhaps this is sentimentality for a dangerous weapon that appears in the form of a child."

"It is more likely the latter. My 'colleagues' have shown disturbing tendencies, showing unnecessary tolerance for highly destructive humanoid Keter-class anomalies."

Speaking of this, Dr. Clef suddenly laughed.

"Assumption: If the enemy wants to destroy the Foundation..."

"They only need ten kiloton-equivalent nuclear weapons disguised as girl scouts."

His smile is chilling.

The audience also followed his words, their thinking leaping.

"Does that include that fox?"

"People do have an emotional side, especially when facing those humanoid existences, humans are very easy to empathize with."

"Perhaps, in the hearts of the vast majority of Foundation members, those humanoid anomalies are still in the category of 'human,' not 'alien'."

"This is not hard to understand... after all, people like Dr. Clef are in the minority."

Dr. Clef's self-talk continues.

"Unfortunately, I failed to get the Genoa Blade before leaving Site-19, which means I will not be able to use it to bypass basic security."

"However, my external connections have provided me with various technical alternatives that might be sufficient."

He took a deep breath, his three-colored eyes blinked, revealing a wonderful smile.

Cunning, treacherous, or perhaps some other emotion.

But undoubtedly, he laughed very happily.

"In addition, my personal digital agent has been connected to my eye and ear implants. Once the mission event is terminated or fails, all data related to this mission will be transmitted to the GOC, all O5-level Foundation personnel, and the FBI's Unusual Incidents Unit."

"In the event of the disappearance of personal vital signs, the GOC's Clef unit will execute the Pizzicato program and begin planetary extinction."

"???"

As soon as this was said, even Qingque, who was used to slacking off, couldn't sit still.

And Silver Wolf and Kafka couldn't hold it anymore.

"I said, Kafka..." Silver Wolf sat on the edge of the bed, tying her hair, "His real purpose shouldn't be to drag the whole world to be buried with him."

Kafka smiled indifferently and shook her head gently.

The "Telekill Alloy" mastered by the Foundation was already beyond her expectations, and now Dr. Clef has made a super big move.

"Perhaps... this is just his lie, after all, Dr. Clef's reputation has always been bad."

Silver Wolf shook her head:

"I am imagining a scene:"

"Dr. Clef set a program to destroy the universe after his death."

Kafka smiled:

"Then the 'Antimatter Legion' would probably be very willing to snipe him."

Silver Wolf sighed:

"Yes, I always feel that this approach is too dangerous."

After all.

Clef is not named Luo Ji.

"The Witch Child" is not a Trisolaran.

They cannot form an effective deterrence between them.

And in the universe, there are far more people frightened by Dr. Clef's statement than this.

"I said, is there a possibility that Dr. Clef is the one who should be eliminated more?"

"Hahaha, in order not to let anomalies destroy humanity, Dr. Clef decided to destroy humanity before the anomalies, this is really a genius approach."

"..."

Just when everyone was talking about it, Dr. Clef's next sentence interrupted the entire discussion.

"By the way, I want to remind everyone who reads this record in the post-investigation."

Dr. Clef suddenly put on a light face and waved at the device:

"Hi, Mel!"

"I am a liar! And, there is no Clef unit in the GOC, no Pizzicato program, and there will be no data dump after I die."

Saying that, Dr. Clef suddenly burst into laughter, holding his stomach, leaning forward and backward.

While laughing, he said the last thing he wanted to say:

"Probably not."

"Maybe."

"Very likely."

The words fell.

Dr. Clef raised his hand to turn off the device.